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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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First Day Assembly[[Event]]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 19:03:01 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? He had little to no expectations as he stepped into the courtyard for the first time. He was a new student this year and the prospects were looking quite low already. The teacher Arose or whoever the fuck he was, he didn't give a shit, well he seemed to be trying to lighten the mood, couldn't he hear the groans?
Well when the principal came out he felt a strong hatred surge from most of the class. His dull expression doesn't change in the slightest, but it did seem to pain many people which was a bit encouraging for him. Well Daichi was already in a bad mood in the first place. It was early in the morning and he had to wake up just for this assembly. Reaching into his bag he took out a pair of chopsticks and started eating some fried rice.
Now looking around at the crowd... there was an interesting bunch. A lot of oddballs and troubled looking people, but he guessed that was the reason of the school. Tired of standing he sat on the ground now ignoring the world around him just to eat. What a bunch of hopeful idiots; he just wanted to make them suffer.  |
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Post by Ira Defaire on Sept 10, 2015 6:30:07 GMT -5
stars are fallingand so are you.
She enjoyed body languages, and she always had. The flinches, the murmuring, the discomfort that settled like fine dust on a cat that was yowling for it to be scratched off was caught by her. It was a ruby shimmering in the dark, and in all it's neoclassical glory, she was the manifest of avarice.
The pillars were here to govern the students, to seek out the dissatisfaction, and if necessary, crush it like tiny ants beneath their willing strength. It was a muffler used to muffle the weak, to undermine the worthless, to sought out the priceless, and to set the uneasy tranquility alight. She adored that. She adored gritted teeth, bitter murmuring, and frustrated gazes.
Eying the silvery mop of hair, she stayed stiller than she usually would, with her lips tilting up almost too tauntingly. However, an emotion was unfurling in her heart, one she couldn't quite place, until she'd come to a general consensus with herself.
It was like ripping off titles in place for equality, a concept that had never worked due to the inherent hedonism that existed in all of them. They would fight, they would tear off hearts, teeth, eyes and skin, while blood trickled to the floor. They would wage war for self-interest, for their own hedonistic views, and -he- thought it would force a unstable peace of them that they would learn to live with.
He clearly didn't know what a school of hormonally-charged adolescents could do.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2015 7:18:59 GMT -5
Teufel listened to the new principal or whatever very carefully, from the comforts of his wheelchair of course. New changes seemed to be coming pretty soon, he just hoped he wouldn't have to go back to the straitjacket... He had no problems with the previous system in place as it worked 85% of the time, but now it just seemed like in this would turn into some communist regime, the the good ol' SU back during the war...... Teufel may look calm and smiling on the outside, but on the inside all he was thinking was 'dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick this guys a major dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick TOTAL dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick DICK....' Which was just oozing irony because well, the little deer boy had no dick
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Post by Lando Lequire on Sept 10, 2015 7:52:08 GMT -5
Lando just entered the school for the first time and here comes a new headmaster already. Lando scratched his back with a bottle of beer he carried around, showing his usual grimace, he shouted. "Ffff.....UCK thaaat!" Even though he didn't understand what the man who made the speech just said, he still felt the need to make a contribution. Obviously, he has been drinking again. After Lando shouted, he proceeded to go to the school building, swaying with every move he made.
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Everytime this world changed, I destroyed what I wanted to protect without realizing it.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Sept 10, 2015 19:36:03 GMT -5
"Damn... Things are... Looking like they might get out of control. It won't be safe for everyone if things get worse." I muttered to myself. Not that anyone could hear me from the roof top. I would stand up at the edge. I had work to do. Like always.... I had work to do. I leaned my body forward to drop down from the third story of the school. As I passed the second story and reached the first, I performed a back flip to cancel out some of my momentum before landing on my feet, cratering the ground beneath my feet somewhat, in a clearing with no students. I would step up through the crowd. "Everybody! Come on. Calm down. Go back to class. The assembly's over." @ tag
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Post by Akeno Fujiyoshi on Sept 10, 2015 19:42:14 GMT -5
 Ken thrived on the energy of the crowd. As more uneasy stares and mumbling filled the air, the girl leaned forward with a wide grin on her face. This looked like the start of something... She wasn't sure though... Still, this probably wouldn't be something Ken would have to be seated for. So, she'd stand and begin to stretch.
When the goodie two shoes began to tell others to calm down and go back to class, Ken looked over to some people to her left. They were mumbling about how that was a pillar... Weren't they the ones the new headmaster just said weren't cutting it? Heh... Sensing an opportunity for some, Ken would crouch down before charging at food speed silently at the back of the boy while he was facing the crowd. She had been to the side, away from the crowd initially. As soon as she got close, the girl would attempt to leap up gracefully and use her momentum to slam both her feet into the back of his head before bouncing back and flipping through the air to land about ten feet away from him.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 10, 2015 19:54:41 GMT -5
Knuckles had been patiently waiting for someone to kick up a shit storm in the room full of kids anf thus far the young outlaw was UNIMPRESSED. Austin would let out a big sigh, scanning the students until he found someone familiar looking whom had just dropped from the damn sky?
'Steel-flex', a.k.a Shugo Yuy. It had been a while since Knuckles had seen him, but he remembered it had been fun to beat him up before. He knew not of what improvements Shugo made in the art of combat, but he was definitely bored and Shugo was the perfect target.
"How about we make this a little exciting.."
Knuckles woukd stand, give a big stretch before turning, bending down a little and grabbing the chair he had been sitting out. He would casually straighten up, fold it and then turn back to face Shugo, whipping the metal chair like a frisby with the goal of catching the unsuspecting teenager off-guard.
After which, he would begin to wade forward through the crowd bumping and pushing anyone that got in his way. It was time someone showed this new headmaster exactly what he was dealing with.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Sept 10, 2015 20:03:05 GMT -5
Of course, knuckles was starting a Riot.
Of course, a Riot would be taking place during an assembly.
These kids....would never learn.
Aaron would stand and sigh, making his way over to Leon and LG. He would scratch the back of his head as things seemed to kick off. He looked to his brother, Allen, then back to Leon, sticking his hands in his pockets. He would look out at the sea of people.
"You got a lot of work ahead of you. How do you plan to fight Riot when you can't even control your own?"
He glanced back down at Leon. That's what....Felix would have said, anyway.
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Post by Siobhan Arden on Sept 10, 2015 20:17:23 GMT -5
Siobhan was pissed. What the hell was this? An assembly? Who's idea was it to gather the entire school body of delinquents and criminals to sit like civilized minors and feed them this line of bullshit? Standing up, Siobhan dusted off her skirt because yes, she did wear the school uniform assholes, and began wading through the line of chairs. She didn't have to sit here and listen to this guy anymore. She knew this school had some pathetic people, but this was low. She gave dirty looks to anyone that took to long or was too lazy to move, making sure to step on feet and kick legs.
Siobhan flicked her gaze up when the First Pillar started announcing it was time to move on. Fashionably late huh? Shugo Yuy was the only person she knew that was able to annoy her to such an extent she nearly lost all composure. If he wasn't so damn stubborn... Siobhan had plans for the First Pillar, but the guy was fairly slippery for someone so dense. At the moment, a chair whipped by her head, aiming straight for Shugo Yuy. A riot already? Fine. I'm game. Siobhan stormed over to the Pillar who was most likely going to be the epicenter of this riot, and stood beside him with a scowl on her face and hands on her hips.
"Alright Pompous Prince you just started a riot and I have Calculus next period. You better fix this."
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Post by Odin on Sept 10, 2015 20:46:04 GMT -5
"There is so little left in that one."
Odin had been standing behind the First Pillar on the rooftop. He had remained completely undetected by the Pillar and would step forward smirking down at the rumble that was ensuing below. This man... This hero. He was one of the ones that Gregoire wanted to remove from power? Some were eager to attack him, somewhere eager to defend him. It was an interesting sight. None the less... It would be even more interesting to see how the bonds within these students would affect these students.
"How will you manage this school Gregoire..."
As quietly as he arrived... Odin would disappear from the school's premises.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2015 21:07:03 GMT -5
The unease, the frustration, the disrespect, the anger...were all palatable things, almost tangible. Bee looked around, her casted arm held close to her body. On occasion she would skip out of wearing the uniform but today wasn't one of those days.
With a niggling feeling that things were about to take an abrupt nosedive, Bee lifted herself up a bit to look for Allen, Leon, and LG—and promptly ducked as a chair whipped by overhead, and then looked towards the culprit as everyone started shoving.
"—oomph, ah, ugh—!"
Though it hadn't been a bad idea for anonymity to sit away from her gang and friends, it was certainly proving to be trouble and worrisome.
Knocked back and stumbling, Phoebe went down on one knee and shoved her way back to her feet, reorienting herself somewhat. She had seen Austin, likely the one who threw the chair, and now tried to make her way out of the thick of the crowd, heading towards the side and a bit towards the back, fending off students using her good arm for the most part as a buffer.
She had to get out before the water started to boil!
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Post by Alex Dragon on Sept 10, 2015 21:15:49 GMT -5
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I see Shugo announcing to calm down. Pathetic. When will he learn to just shut up and continue our normal routines. I started to yell at the 'hero'. " NOBODY GIVES A DAMN SHUGO! CAN'T YOU JUST SHUT UP FOR AN ENTIRE HOUR! WE DON'T NEED SOME PILLAR TO ORDER US AROUND...OR ELSE..." It wasn't me speaking now. My darkness started reacting and transforming me. Black clothes replaced my normal ones and my spirit had become some slave for the darkness. I quickly scanned the room and found her. Yes that little green haired princess. My eyes locked on her. " ...she gets it." My voice was deep and dark, but it wasn't loud enough for Shugo to hear, perfect. Yes, all I needed to do was dispose of Shugo's precious emerald. After that, I can take care of Shugo. I scanned the courtyard again, I found our leader. I looked at him and send him a look that is the literal definition of "Someone is going to die" and then I quickly set my eyes back at Jacket. I quickly walked to the nearest trash can and took the bag out of it, dropping all the trash right next to the black plastic container. I wouldn't go back into the crowded courtyard, for I would enter the building, but not before looking at Shugo and giving him a dark smile. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Sept 10, 2015 22:25:20 GMT -5
Gerard was running late. He was hoping to be able to get to the school after stopping for a couple of donuts. Unfortunately, that was apparently what a lot of others had in mind as well. He sighed as he looked at his watch again. He hated being late, he would have already told Stefan to leave and just go to the school, but they were next in line. No use in wasting all the time spent so far, right? As they pulled up to the window, Gerard smiled at the man behind the register and asked for 12 glazed, 6 vanilla cream filled, 6 chocolate cream filled, and 2 cinnamon twists. They were his favorite. He was happy to share the rest with whoever wanted them, but the cinnamon twists were his alone. He payed the man and they were off to the school. Hopefully they got there soon. The Fisker Karma came to a stop, and Stefan ran to the door to pull it open. "I am very sorry you are late, sir. I shall try my very best to not let it happen again."Gerard patted him on the shoulder. He had been his personal assistant for longer than he could remember. Besides, it wasn't his fault they were late. He would reach up and put on his fedora, noticing it changed it's color to match his suit. "Do not worry about it, Stefan. I do not blame you."He would smile as Stefan relaxed and reached for the donuts in Gerard's hands. His smile faded as he heard distant fighting. "Park the car and return to me. I have a feeling I shall be needing your assistance soon."Gerard would make his way toward the ruckus, pulling out one of the twists and eat it (in a hand cloth of course) He thought it was too early for a fight. Maybe he was wrong. |
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Post by Ira Defaire on Sept 10, 2015 23:04:20 GMT -5
stars are falling and so are you.
Ira was curling up peacefully in her chair, staying all too still as she whipped around and adverted her gaze from students to teachers. She was looking for the pillars. What were they doing? What were they feeling? Curiosity was a little mouse scampering about, and she was the feline, tensed and ready to pounced out of excitement.
Feeling that impatience of the crowd as people begin standing up, she stayed in her seat, unwilling to move. She randomly felt an abject sense of emptiness, as though a certain reaction slipped reticently out of her predictable, and disappointment was the wave engulfing her as she waited for the emotion to appear.
It did came, oddly enough.
Flinching back, her vision caught a chair flying through the air, like a sword declaring rebellion, freedom and revolution. Someone would not condone this. Someone would not accept the words of the new headmaster. Her heart flew, and she reacted almost immediately, for she stood up and her chair crashed down.
Struggling to look about for the perpetrator her eyes identified other people--the ones that are difference, the ones that could be the people she adored, vetted, and fought for, even.
Her gleaming eyes landed on a teacher that looks nothing out of surprise, and merely exasperated. It fast forwarded to a rugged guy with a beard, and a lack of chair behind his back. It flitted to a blue-haired pillar everyone would always noticed, before flying swiftly to a girl with her arm in a cast.
Who were they? What were their lives like? What did they think?
She made a quick decision, and reached into her pocket for her scissors. The glittering metal prodded her thigh minutes ago, and she would liberate it. Drawing it from her pocket, she aimed; despite having a somewhat horrible aim, at the podium. The pair of scissors flew in the air, and slammed innocently on the podium, in it's saccharine glory of messages and symbols. It didn't matter--all that mattered was that people would see, people would understand, and people would know.
Let the riots begin, Headmaster. Let the riots begin for real.
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Sept 11, 2015 0:47:10 GMT -5
i can't save me from myself "... Son of a bitch."
Valo saw the chair flying through at Shugo, turning towards Christa, his face tense. "I'm engaging the enemy. That's my brother and I need to help him." He sighed, somehow not surprised any of this was happening on their first day back. "Be careful. If anything happens, reach me over the comm and I'll come running."
He would completely annihilate anyone that hurt her, but he felt that didn't need to be said.
Making his way through the crowd, he'd be pushing aside anyone who wouldn't move or who attempted to stop him, not taking his eyes off of Shugo. Upon reaching him, he'd look between her and Siobhan, surprised to see her here next to him.
"Siobhan... Shugo..." He looked at the masses around them, looking for any oncoming threats that would be needed to be taken care of first. "I, too, would like to make it to class on time. So we're ending this. Now." ulla |
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